Zhe Furong: After widowhood and rebirth, she was pampered by treacherous ministers

"What are you two whispering about? Where is the orchid grass? Have you asked? Zuo Dazhuang walked down impatiently and walked around Jiang Yue with a teacup in hand. "If you can't hand over the orchid grass, you will die. "

Grandma Zhang sighed: "Master, this girl has a tough mouth, I'm afraid she won't admit it easily."

Zuo Dazhuang was about to smash the teacup: "Then hit me -"

"Master, the orchid grass is fine." Jiang Yue glanced at the steaming teacup, as if thinking of something, subconsciously moved a few steps to the side, and with an idea, she quickly said loudly: "This slave did not steal the orchid grass, but in the past few days The sun is strong, and even if it is kept in the greenhouse, the precious orchid is a little acclimated to the soil, and it seems that it is not in good spirits. The servant is afraid that it will wither, so I take the orchid back to look after it secretly at noon."

Nanny Zhang's eyes flashed: "Taking care of the orchid grass? Are you kidding me?"

Jiang Yue sneered: "How do you know I'm joking?"

"you!"

"Shut up, everyone." Zuo Dazhuang said, "Then go and get the orchid grass and take a look. If you dare to lie, I will skin you."

He waved his hand and said, "Butler, take two people to follow her. Be sure to bring the orchid grass here properly."

Aunt Zhang’s eyes were full of gloating: the orchid grass was precious, and there was only one of them, and this idiot was simply asking for his own death.

Jiang Yue rolled her eyes at her and allowed the housekeeper to follow her. She went back to the room and pretended to dig out a flower pot under the bed. In fact, she quietly entered the space and glanced around. Three meters away was a clump of orchid grass, which was sold to Aunt Zhang. The one that fell was exactly the same.

She breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked the best-growing orchid, put it in an empty pot in the room, and followed the housekeeper and others back to the hall.

The housekeeper happily held the orchid grass and asked Zuo Dazhuang for credit: "Sir, look, this orchid grass is more energetic than before. This girl didn't lie."

Grandma Zhang's expression changed: "How is this possible?"

Zuo Dazhuang was overjoyed. He took the orchid grass and wanted to kiss it. He praised loudly: "Okay, you took good care of her. I didn't realize that this little girl like you is very talented."

Jiang Yue smiled modestly, her eyes falling on Nanny Zhang, full of provocation.

Nanny Zhang was so stimulated that her eyes turned red and she jumped in anger: "Master, this is impossible. Jiang Yue is deceiving everyone."

"Why is Mammy so sure that I can't take out the blue grass?" Jiang Yue's tone was very gentle, even a little pitiful and aggrieved, without any offensive power. "I took it back secretly at noon while everyone was resting, so Mammy didn't see it. It’s normal.”

Looking at her appearance, Grandma Zhang suddenly thought of Jiang Yue who used to be weak and could be bullied. She was unprepared for a moment and took a sip: "There is no one in the noon flower room. This pot of yours is fake and is just to fool people."

Jiang Yue asked innocently: "Why do you think my pot of orchids is fake? It's a unique treasure, and it's not Chinese cabbage. Anyone can fake it. I'm afraid I'm old and confused."

Nanny Zhang was extremely angry: "I really sold it, you..."

"What did you say?" Before Jiang Yue could say anything, Zuo Dazhuang came to his senses, handed the orchid grass to the housekeeper, and looked fiercely at Nanny Zhang, who had come to her senses with a pale face, "Did you sell the orchid grass?"

"No, it's not. Master, isn't the orchid grass here? I just... you heard wrong." Aunt Zhang almost knelt down and kowtowed, her words a little incoherent.

Jiang Yue knelt down with a 'pop': "Sir, the real orchid was indeed secretly sold by Granny Zhang to a bearded man. I saw it with my own eyes. This pot of orchid was planted by me before. Because of proper care, it unexpectedly survived. …”

Nanny Zhang wanted to rush over and strangle Jiang Yue: "You slandered me." "But Nanny admitted it herself." Jiang Yue was very calm.

The more Zuo Dazhuang heard, the bigger his head grew. Fortunately, he had the orchid grass in his hand, otherwise Jiang Yue and Grandma Zhang would not be able to escape. He has such a big business, and he is not a fool. Looking at Grandma Zhang's guilty reaction, he knows the various causes and effects. He was immediately angry and said, "Housekeeper, grab Nanny Zhang and beat her hard until she tells the truth, and then throw her out of the house."

Nanny Zhang struggled unwillingly: "Jiang Yue, you bitch, you will not die well..."

"Mommy, save your energy and shout later." Jiang Yue smiled and followed the servants in person to watch her being tied up and thrown outside the courtyard to hit a board. Her screams frightened countless forest birds and it was too tragic to watch.

The orchid was lost and found again. Zuo Dazhuang felt uneasy and immediately invited distinguished guests to his door.

He made people busy early in the morning. He changed into grand clothes and looked very energetic. However, compared with the guests who were sitting casually, his temperament was quite different.

One was covered in glamour, with gold and silver scattered around, and a flattering smile.A man raised his glass and smiled lightly. He was dressed elegantly in white, had no wealth, and looked very noble.

There was a sharp contrast between the rich man and the real aristocrat.

"Master Gu, this orchid is hard to come by. I was traveling in the Western Regions and got one with great difficulty. After many struggles, I almost failed to survive. Although I run a flower and plant business, I am a rough man. This is an elegant thing to do while admiring flowers and the moon. , naturally suitable for an elegant person like Mr. Gu."

Gu Mo was not very interested at all, so he glanced at it briefly, but he saw that this orchid had lush branches and leaves, and the veins of the stems and leaves were actually vermilion. It looked different from ordinary people and did not belong to the Central Plains.

"It's really extraordinary." Gu Mo is a true lover of flowers and a current imperial businessman. Not only is he rich, but he also has the support of the royal family, which is due to his status.

No matter where he went, there were many people sending exotic flowers and plants to curry favor with him, so he was well-informed, and ordinary rare treasures really couldn't arouse his interest. This orchid was an accident.

What a surprise!
"Orchid grass comes from the Western Regions, and it has survived so energetically all the way. It seems that Master Zuo has put in a lot of effort." Gu Mo clicked on the leaves of the orchid grass, his eyes full of admiration.

Zuo Dazhuang's tail almost turned up: "Master Gu, thank you. How do I know this? He is a little flower slave in my house, and he is very good at taking care of flowers and plants."

Gu Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled gently: "Orchid grass is not easy to survive, and even the most capable gardener under my command may not be able to do this... I wonder if I am honored to meet this little flower slave? I got it a few days ago. There is a pigeon orchid, but it is difficult to grow, and I want her to see it."

Zuo Dazhuang responded to his requests: "Of course, it's the little girl's honor that Master Gu thinks so highly of her. She should be working in the back garden at the moment."

"Let's go, just in time to take a look." Gu Mo has a love for talents and is really interested in this little flower slave. He doesn't put on airs and gets up first to go out, planning to go to the scene to have a look in person.

The two of them came to the garden. They turned around a corner of the garden and saw no one before they heard a man's obscene voice: "Luoluo, what future can you have watering flowers and growing grass here? You are so beautiful. It should be treated with pain and pampering."

Zuo Dazhuang broke into a cold sweat and said sheepishly, "Quinzi is making a joke."

Through the branches and leaves, Gu Mo saw the young woman in pink clothes and white skirt being blocked in the corner by Zuo Xiaozhuang, who was a little greasy, and forced her hands and feet: "As long as you are willing to obey me, young master, you will enjoy more happiness as a concubine than as a flower slave." .

"Master, I am not interested in your concubine." Jiang Yue avoided his dirty hands, holding a pot of stinky elixir grass in her hand and deliberately pushed it towards his face.

This grass has slender leaves and small pink flowers. It looks good and has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying, but it smells very bad.